Junior sister of the whole department, what's wrong with being a little arrogant

Si Tianming hugged the drunk kitten.

That's Si Tianming!

In the eyes of the four great messengers, he is the master who only cares about cultivation and the people.

It's not like similar things haven't happened before.

However, those women would not be pulled into Si Tianming’s arms, and even if they were about to fall down, they would be knocked away by Si Tianming.

This was not the first time that the four messengers saw Si Tianming holding Feng Yuetong.

"Master..."

A soft and somewhat unclear voice sounded, breaking the weird awkwardness of the scene.

The fortune-bringing messenger said nonchalantly, "Is this called tripe? It seems to be ready to eat after being chopped up and down. Not to mention it tastes really good. You guys should try it too."

The envoy from the east laughed and said, "Yes, yes, and this duck intestine is not bad either."

The four of them cooperated very well, and it really seemed as if nothing had happened just now.

They saw nothing but food.

Si Tianming picked up Feng Yuetong in public like a princess.

The Purple Air Messenger almost dropped the chopsticks he had just picked up.

Fortunately, the fortune-bringer was prepared and helped him.

So the four of them pretended not to care and watched Si Tianming take the drunk kitten away.

"The Lord really treats the Princess differently."

"As expected, a master is like a father. The master never married or had children in each of his reincarnations. This time, he has a child. I'm afraid he doesn't know how to deal with it, right?"

"But I think it's good that the Lord has changed like this. It makes him look more humane."

"It should be good to have a daughter like the princess."

The four of them were talking and eating, and they were quite happy.

……

Si Tianming carried Feng Yuetong back to the room. This time, Feng Yuetong's room was decorated according to her preferences.

So when he entered the room, Si Tianming almost thought he had taken a wrong path.

Just as he was about to take a step back, the person in his arms touched his face.

Her hydrated cherry lips actually touched Si Tianming's chin before he could react.

Si Tianming's sturdy body stiffened strangely, and under the moonlight, it was stained with a faint red.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

Those dark eyes seemed to reveal a strange dark light.

"Yu Qi, I miss you so much."

"Who is Yu Qi?"

There was a hint of coldness in Si Tianming's dark eyes.

A questioning voice with a low pressure sounded: "Who do you think your teacher is?"

However, what responded to him was the sleeping face of the person in his arms.

That little rosy face looks very cute.

The blazing moonlight seemed to deliberately make Feng Yuetong's delicate face even more beautiful.

Si Tianming's handsome eyebrows moved, and then he put the person on the bed.

Then he left the room directly. Chuntao, who was taking care of the old princess, suddenly heard Si Tianming's voice.

"Your princess is drunk, take good care of her."

There was a hint of gentleness in the voice before, but it suddenly became as cold as ice and jade, and seemed to be even colder.

Chuntao shuddered and hurried to take care of Feng Yuetong.

Feng Yuetong had a very long dream when she was drunk, and in her dream she returned to the modern times.

And when she arrived at the wedding, the man she had been thinking about day and night was wearing a white suit and kneeling on one knee with flowers in his hand.

Just when she was about to take the bouquet, a woman wearing a wedding dress she designed herself suddenly appeared beside her and snatched the bouquet away before her.

She watched Yu Qi holding the hand of the woman in the wedding dress, walking away from her step by step, towards the enthusiastic host.

She was so sad that she had difficulty breathing. She could hear the MC asking the groom if he was willing to marry the woman next to him, and whether he was willing to take care of the bride and never leave her regardless of poverty or illness...

Yu Qi's unique voice rang particularly clearly in her ears.

"I am willing!"

"What about me?" Feng Yuetong heard her own question, but when she opened her eyes the next second, she saw the bedroom in Prince Feng's Mansion.

Everything in front of me is familiar yet unfamiliar.

She returned to Cangyun Continent.

She is still in Fengwang Mansion.

My head hurts.

There are traces of tears in the corners of eyes.

"Princess, what's wrong with you? Did you have a nightmare?" Chuntao's worried words brought Feng Yuetong back to reality again.

Having nightmares?

Feng Yuetong rubbed her aching temples. Yes, how could it not be a nightmare that her lover married someone else in front of her?

"The princess can't drink much, so please drink less in the future." Chuntao brought the sobering soup.

"Am I drunk?" When Feng Yuetong was in modern times, she could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, and she would not pass out after just one drink.

But last night, it seemed that I didn’t drink much, and what I drank was the spiritual fruit wine I brewed myself, which has a very low alcohol content, okay?

He ended up getting drunk.

She didn't remember being drunk. She seemed to feel Yu Qi hugging her, and she also touched Yu Qi's face.

"Who sent me back to my room last night?"

It felt so real.

She even began to suspect that Yu Qi might have traveled through time as well and was right next to her.

Speaking of this, Chun Tao shuddered again, "It should be Si Tianming. When I was taking care of the old princess, I received a message from Si Tianming. Si Tianming asked me to come back and take care of the drunk princess."

"Master!"

My already aching head only felt worse.

If it was Si Tianming who sent her back to her room, then would it be Si Tianming's face that she touched?

Did she really do something blasphemous?

I'm not going to lose the thigh that I finally got hold of, am I?

She hit her forehead to relieve the headache.

This body should be the one with the lowest alcohol tolerance.

It's so embarrassing not to understand this body.

"Did the Master say anything else?"

"That's not true."

Chuntao shook her head slightly.

"That's good. I can help you reattach your arm today."

Feng Yuetong drank the hangover soup in one gulp.

I just hope I can numb myself and forget the embarrassment.

"In fact, it's good for me to be like this. My lady, you don't have to work so hard for me..."

Chuntao knew clearly that she had lost an arm, not a broken bone that could be reconnected.

Although she knew that her princess was very capable, she knew her own situation.

"You just don't believe me, girl."

Feng Yuetong jumped off the bed and pulled Chuntao directly into the space.

Chuntao was loyal to her and had been into the space before, so she was not surprised to see it again.

"Take this pill."

Feng Yuetong took out two top-grade pills.

Although Chuntao felt that she would never have arms again, she still obediently swallowed two priceless top-grade pills.

This is the bone-replenishing elixir that Feng Yuetong specially made for Chuntao.

Feng Yuetong gave Chuntao another spiritual fruit and a cup of spiritual spring water.

The effect of the top-grade elixir is already fast, and with the spiritual fruit and spiritual spring water, the effect is even faster.

Chuntao could even feel a slight heat in the damaged area.